#brotps I enjoy

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DAY 27: NOT SOLD SEPARATELY

[fumifooms]

Your post about falin manifested some Thoughts in me. Seeing how such a big part of her arc was becoming more independent and discovering what She wants to do, mixed with a lot of parts in the manga where she is much more comfortable looking masculine - embarrassed about how blushy she is but not really liking makeup, enjoying more masculine clothes, that one haircut swap where she seemed really happy in laios' cut, it made me realize there's totally some room for even some transmasc falin headcanons! Or at the very least, she's definitely GNC and it would be fun to see that explored in fanfic and fanart... anyway, your in depth analysis posts have really inspired me, got me itching to create some obscure dunmeshi fancontent or analysis now!

Omg…… I’ve never fully thought about it but you’re so right transmasc Falin would go so hard… There’s also how she idolizes Laios a lot… Male older brother role model she puts on a pedestral, could play into her relationship with it. Because of the dragon I like to see her as intersex, including post-canon but beyond that I always saw her as being the more or less agender type that just goes with whatever she feels fits her better, the sort of cis by default for lack of caring about it all that much, not unlike how I consider Laios cis by default but if you dig deep enough there’s otherkin stuff going on in there… Def agree with GNC Falin.

She and Toshiro have some interesting parallels, of being passive and suppressing themselves for the convenience of others, it’s a reason why seeing her being unabashedly entranced by a bug struck him so much— himself being a bug fan and polishing his demeanor to be perfectly respectable. Because of that and including specific details like getting told "boys don’t cry" by Hien- Actually just let me link this excellent post about trans Toshiro. Transfem Toshiro is so compelling and I think pairing it with transmasc Falin would be very interesting… The gender envy of it all, the talks… Need them to go on a trip together post-canon so so bad, life changing self-discovery camping trip

I’ll be munching on this... I love it. Your reblog tags have been a delight, I’m so happy I could inspire you in any way! So looking forward to what you might make in the future

[hythlodaeus-mynewoldfriend]

Themis!

This uhhhh....this got away from me just a little.....Anyway hope you find the grump and sunshine entertaining!

no warnings. spoilers for endwalker and the pandaemonium raids. word count: 3.1k ao3

“Hm, perhaps he has been delayed longer than anticipated.” Themis mutters, looking up at the sky, “I don’t suppose you were not joking this one time, sending a falling star in case of your absence.” An all together silly notion when he thought about the phrase a bit more and the context in which Azem said such a remark. His “star” tended to be a friend sent in his place, but he can’t imagine that Azem–no, Deimos, Themis was told he could use his real name especially with this matter–would leave Pandaemonium to anyone else, not while he was so close to the subject matter. Themis sighs, shaking his head, “I guess I shall get started without him.” He turns towards the transporter that will take him into the depths of Pandaemonium, two steps and he looks up hearing the sound of cloth snapping upon the wind. 

In an instant the world goes dark.

He groans in harmony with two others as he comes to and takes stock of the damage. Nothing feels broken, his head will most likely ache until he can sleep it off, but still he is unable to move with weight on his legs still. He blinks color over taking the features of who used him as a cushion, one a color he knows well, while the other is unfamiliar but he can see the traces of the Speaker, Curious. He blinks once more the colors gone and the smile he had to greet his companion dims as the owner of the mistaken soul looks nothing like Deimos. The creature before him is covered with scales, horns where ears would be, a tail that lazily moves, and still possesses the body and many traits of man. Their hair short and dark blue, brandished with a sword, dressed in a bright pink tabard and brown boots, and eyes that when they open finally are the same exact teal color of one of Deimos’ eyes, A familiar then?. He about doubts himself when he recalls some of the other creatures Deimos found adorable—one of which resides in Pandaemonium still if he recalls—a human-like creature with lizard-like attributes really isn’t that far from the beaten path for him.

“Ugh, I think I broke a tail bone,” they mutter, holding their head.

“No you didn’t,” the other one snaps, “because you decided to use me to break your fall.” The second, a woman, rises, blue eyes with a differing iris pattern to his own narrowed at the familiar, smoothing her long jet black hair and black and white long sleeved dress before slapping away the familiar’s tail with a huff. “Now will you get off of me already!”

The familiar stands, dusting away at their clothes, “And here I thought a hit on your head would make you nicer.” Their green blue eyes finally take notice of Themis still sitting on the ground beneath the woman, with wide eyes and mouth agape taking them in, “You can’t even complain! You used this poor guy as a cushion for your fall.” The woman rolls her eyes, quickly standing and making sure everything is in place, the familiar shaking their head, “And you’re not even going to apologize.”

“Thank you for breaking our fall,” the woman says, eyes studying him in much the same manner he was earlier.

“That’s not-. Never mind.” The familiar turns back to him, holding a hand out, “Forgive her, uhm…”

He takes their hand, thumb running over the hard scales that look like they should scratch him like bark, but feel smooth like brick on the Convocation building. Their smile begins to strain, giving a slight tug on their hand once he’s up enough to stand on his own. Themis shakes his head, letting her hand go, “Apologies, I for a moment thought you were someone else.” He puts a hand to his chest, giving a slight bow, “I am Themis.”

“I see.” The familiar gives a slow nod, “Well, nice to meet you. My name is Siberite, like the stone.”

“And your friend?”

The woman looks him up and down, turning her nose up at him, “Hardly your business but seeing as she would tell you eventually, it’s Liana,” she responds, Siberite giving her a curious look before shrugging.

“Are you a familiar also?”

“Yep,” Siberite chimes in cutting off the woman, “She’s Hythlodaeus’ new familiar!” Themis finds he would have been witness to a murder if looks could kill. He looks Liana over once more, finding no trace of the humble man Siberite claims her to be connected to, only the faint traces of Lahabrea. Did Deimos go to him after all? No, that’s not it, with how open he’s finding Siberite to be there would be no need to lie about that. He also can’t help the feeling that she too is lying about her name, a very curious one. Her gaze flicks to him once more with a cross of her arms and still the lizard-like familiar smiles as if she wasn’t just threatened by her companion, “But I think I know where your earlier confusion came from. Azem made sure their signature was prominent on my aether, in case I ever needed assistance in my travels.”

Themis chuckles, “How very like him to think of such a thing,” Liana rolls her eyes, “and fortunate for me.”

The woman slides her gaze to him, “Fortunate how?”

“I was told by my companion a falling star would appear before me, should he be unable to join me, I did not think it would be so literal.” Liana snorts, “Nor did I expect there to be two of you.”

“You were expecting us?” Siberite asks, crossing her arms when he nods, giving a click of her tongue.

“Ugh, well we weren’t expecting you and we have no time to help you in whatever it is you need assistance with.”

“Gods will you calm down, Sst-Liana. You didn’t even have to come along.” Themis watches as the woman raises her shoulders, and tightens her crossed arms, eyes glancing around them, looking for something, Or maybe someone?. “Was it Azem that told you to expect us? Is he the companion you’re referring to?”

Unusual that Deimos’ own familiar would refer to him by his title rather than name, Themis thinks as he confirms his familiar’s question. “And given that you are his familiar then I believe our purpose here is the same. You are here to investigate Pandaemonium, yes?” The glare “Hythlodaeus’” familiar gives him confirms as much, Just what are you to be so untrustworthy of the world?. “Then before we continue might I inquire how it was that you came to collide with my skull?”

“No.”

“Really? Must you?” Siberite says exasperated, “Themis is just trying to help.”

“No it is alright,” he says, looking at Liana, “I am well aware that we all have secrets we must keep. I shall pry no further.”

Siberite turns to her companion, “Can I at least show him the crystal?”

“Why?”

“Because if he’s investigating too then he may have different insights on what it is and what its deal is.” 

“He has one minute,” Liana says, pulling out a memory crystal and slapping it down into his outstretched hand.

He looks down at the unmarked sky blue crystal, a faint voice speaking of danger within Pandaemonium. “Fascinating. While I cannot say much to the details, there are memories stirring within it, that speak of something gravely amiss within Pandaemonium.”

“So exactly what we know already.”

He smiles, handing it back to her, “Tell me, do you know aught about Pandaemonium? What it is and what it is for?”

“Uhhhh, no.” Siberite answers, “But I’m guessing you do?”

He smiles and walks towards the edge of the island, partially turning away from them. “It is a facility that extends beneath Elpis,” he lets only his gaze slide to look at Liana, “and overseen by the Words of Lahabrea.” Liana’s eyes narrow, shoulders raising like a threatened feline, So that’s what you fear. What makes you uneasy being here, he ponders before continuing. “It houses those creations that are highly valuable to research, but are highly dangerous to the star.”

“So it’s expected to be under heavy surveillance and lock and key,” Siberite says, “You think something got out that shouldn’t have been let out?”

“It is possible,” he says, facing them once more, “but several days ago there was an unnatural shift in the flow of its aether detected. Soon thereafter, all communications from Pandaemonium ceased.”

“Oh.” The familiar’s tail falls as she hugs herself, looking down at her feet. “So what’s your role in all this?”

“I am here as a representative of an organization that works directly with the Convocation, and have been tasked with investigating this incident.”

“Aka he’s not here to collect the dead.” Liana says sharply to her companion. He frowns with a furrowing brow, the woman waving away his reaction, “Are you satisfied with the pleasantries, Siberite?” She answers with a small shrug, “Finally. Then let’s get to it.” She begins to walk away, Siberite following almost obediently behind, “You too Themis! Let’s go!”

He takes a deep breath before jogging to catch up. “You wish to investigate this matter with me?”

“I have no choice.” Siberite smiles, laughing softly to herself, You would have asked either way and still told me to come along even if she said no like he would have. “We need access inside and given you are here on a more official basis it saves us from having to break in.”

“I see. You are correct though, it would be no trouble to grant you access as well.” The woman mumbles something he can’t quite catch, “We simply need to get permission from one of the Words of Lahabrea.”

Liana stops suddenly, turning on her heel, “Excuse me? We need to ask for permission still?”

“Well, yes.” Her teeth grind, “It is mostly because I did not anticipate for our group to have a third, and they need to be informed of Azem’s familiar entering the facility.” Themis turns, giving Siberite a smile, “While I have no doubt you’d have access already, it would not do for the warders to mistake you for a resident of Pandaemonium.”

“Yeah, I would much rather not end up in a cage.” 

“Lead the way then, Themis.” 

Ignoring the venom she drips from his name, the man takes them to a Word of Lahabrea, who’s eyes go wide a moment upon seeing Siberite. When she’s standing in front of him, surprise turns to understanding, “An interesting aetheric signature with that one, but not surprising in the least.” He turns to Themis, “Was the transporter not granting you access?”

He shakes his head, gesturing to Liana, “I need you to add a record of her aether as she is joining me in my investigation.”

“Along with Azem’s familiar?”

“This one I happened to stumble upon on my way here. She’s been sent to check on his creation and pick up some research.”

The Word shakes his head with a sigh, “You think he would have stopped taking an interest in his old work by now, and not feel the need to visit his contribution to the pet summoning community. But I shall add your companion’s aether to the records.”

“Excellent. You have my thanks.”

The Word leaves for just a moment, returning with a nod. “Her aether has been recorded. Might I ask why her aether is a little on the thin side?”

“She’s a familiar, created by the Chief of the Bureau of Architecture.” Themis refrains from smiling when he catches her fists clench.

“I see. They’re being very extensive in whatever it is you’re doing it would seem. So if you discover aught that merits a report, please do so with the utmost haste. Master Lahabrea shall guide us on the proper course of action from there.”

Themis frowns, matching the narrowed gaze of Liana, “So I take it that you have detected nothing amiss as of late?”

“The warders have reported nothing that would cause alarm. Minor fluctuations in aether have been observed, but surely Master Lahabrea would have acted if they were anything to worry about.”

“So Lahabrea is kept well informed of the goings on here then,” Liana says with a hum, her shoulders relaxing ever so slightly, mumbling, “Interesting.”

The Word looks over at her, “I hope I am not overstepping my boundaries by asking but….you seem to be quite familiar with Master Lahabrea. Do you know him?”

Liana looks away, Siberite frowning when she looks over at her. The familiar quickly perks up, “She’s met him briefly, but I’ve told her of the many stories I have of him.”

“You mean the ones Azem has of the man.” The Word corrects.

She gives the man a glare, popping her hip with crossed arms, and tail flicking back and forth, “No, that isn’t what I meant at all. I have met the man multiple times, thank you very much.” Themis looks between the two of them wide eyed, his tongue burning with more questions that he cannot ask, lest he give up more of his identity to them. “For someone that seems to have once worked with Azem you know very little about what kind of person he is. He does not wish for me to be at his side at all times, because that would make me near useless to him. He is someone that values a variety of thought processes, mine included.”

The Word flinches at her tone, “My apologies. Master Lahabrea is not known for being generous with his time– that one would have ‘stories’ of his company almost beggars belief.”

Siberite huffs, looking away from the Word defiantly, Themis clearing his throat, “And with that I believe it is time for us to be on our way to get started with our duties.” He gives a nod to the Word, “I thank you for your time and, uh, patience.”

“Finally,” Liana breathes out, making her way back towards the transporter that will bring them to Pandaemonium. Siberite rushes to be in pace with her, the two having a hushed conversation, Themis picking up on small pieces of it as he follows at a slower and steadier pace. From what he’s able to put together, Deimos’ familiar is questioning just why her companion would lie about her name and why she seemed much too uncomfortable being here, when it was she that insisted on joining her. To little surprise Liana responds in short answers that offer no insight, other than she has very strong feelings towards Lahabrea that balance on a wire, and her hostility towards this familiar was once waned but is growing once again. One name stands out within their conversation, Emet-Selch. 

While Themis finds it no surprise that Siberite should know the man on a more personal level, it makes him curious as to how Liana knows him, and why her feelings on the man show more than just disdain for his fractious personality. If he was comparing her feelings on Emet-Selch and Lahabrea he would hazard a guess that while she’s angrier towards the latter the roots of such strong emotion are the same. 

Eventually Siberite throws her hands up and slows to match his pace, “Is it really such a shock to have met him? Or well someone like me to have? Or was it just that guy being condescending?” She sighs, shaking her head to begin musing once more, “I mean it makes sense why he would speak that way to me, people here don’t really see familiars as worth something I’ve found. Granted he’s also not the first person to speak to me like that, which-. I don’t know, it irks me that just because I’m so small or look so delicate or something else entirely people love to assume that I have nothing of value to offer. Or that I’m not able to understand something complex, but I do try to. I just can’t always help my mind wandering when it makes connections to other things.” She looks up at him when he stays silent, “Oh, um, sorry. Ignore all that.” She laughs, running a hand through her hair, “I’ve been told I need to work on how much I talk. Just can’t help it, you feel pretty easy to talk to, you know that?”

He smiles recalling when he witnessed the occasional conversation between Deimos and Emet-Selch where the older man would have to physically quiet him so the two could pick out just what it was that Deimos was needing answers to. Observations that proved helpful as Themis became more settled in his role and would hold longer conversations with the man, and a reason he was picked for this assignment. “You would not be the first person to say such a thing.” She beams, giving him a moment to collect his thoughts once again, “As for your question, it is true what he said that Lahabrea is not known to be generous with his time. Even I had to contain my surprise to hear you both had met the man in the flesh. Makes you both more interesting by the moment.”

“And yet you don’t ask too many questions. Some,” her eyes look quickly at her companion, “would say that you’re naive for just taking us at our word.”

“I have many questions, but I shall refrain from asking them. Secrets will make this journey all the more intriguing, wouldn’t you agree?”

She smirks, giving him a nudge, “And here I thought you’d get more boring learning more about who you are. Puzzles and intrigue it is then, Themis!”

With that declaration the three of them make it to the transporter. Siberite is the first to descend into the facility, Liana gesturing for him to follow next. “Before we go in,” he starts, Liana rolling her eyes, “tell me, what is your connection to this place. I know your companion’s connection, her creator once worked under Lahabrea. Yours is unknown and I must make sure it will not interfere with our investigation.”

The woman gives a saccharine smile as she walks past him into the teleporter, pausing just long enough to whisper, “Wouldn’t you like to know, Elidibus.” She leaves into the depths of Pandaemonium before he can muster any response. While there’s some worry as to just how she knows his true identity, he doesn’t believe she would let such knowledge free given how long she kept it to herself. No, he pushed something, threatened her, and she simply responded in kind. He smiles to himself, stepping into the transporter, Who knew that confronting the dread beast that is Pandaemonium would entail such intrigue. What other sights will you show us….

[lisannastraussisanangel]

Headcanon Request: Gray worrying about the END markings wrapped around Lucy's heart

I can't believe they didn't have any lasting side effects from Lucy playing with END

Gray does not want Lucy to be alone after that. At least not until he's for sure she's 100% okay

It was easy the first couple days, most of Fiore was trashed. Everyone was camping out together so Gray had a good excuse to stay by her side

He watches her like a hawk. Even going so far as to stay awake while Lucy is asleep just in case something happens at night

Lucy can tell he's worried about something but didn't realize it was her until she asked him what was up

Lucy assures him she feels okay but Gray is skeptical

Lucy is not okay btw. Her skin still burns sometimes, it hurts to breathe, her muscles feel too tight. She's all out of sorts but Lucy doesn't want to worry her friends

Gray can tell she's feeling side effects. He's hyper aware of every wince

He can barely sleep. Every time he does, he has a nightmare about her dying and him being the reason because he didn't get her help soon enough

It takes Gray waking up screaming from a nightmare in front of her for Lucy to realize just how worried and stressed he is

She tells him her symptoms and promises to go to Wendy

Lucy starts getting regular treatments and makes sure to tell Gray when her symptoms lessen and keep him updated

They effects never truly go away but it gets a lot better with only occasional flare ups

Gray still worries but is a lot more comfortable with Lucy and Wendy keeping him updated

He's always there to cool her down when she has flare ups too

[dragonanne]

Tagged by @secretwriterstudentjaune

1) Three non-romantic duos: Hmmm...brotps I adore would be Jack and Daniel (SG-1), Sam and Daniel (SG-1), and Lune and Matsen (Jade Torch -- is it cheating to use my own book??? xD) If that's cheating, then Sam and Frodo (LotR).

2) A ship that might surprise others: I kinda ship Link x Mipha from BOTW. I like Zelda x Link too, but something about Link x Mipha is just so sweet and tragic. I like that they knew each other for a lot longer than Zelda and Link knew each other.

Let's be real. I don't have a lot of crazy ships. Although, in SG-1, I do ship Vala x Tomin (but I also like Vala x Daniel).

3) Last Song: Shackleton by Adam Young

4) Last Film: My parents and I watched Hitched for the Holidays last night. Very funny romcom with Joey Lawrence. It's a Hallmark movie from 2012, so just before they all got so unbelievably cookie cutter/copy+paste with their plots.

5) Currently reading: Operation Grendel by Daniel Schwabauer

6) Currently watching: The X-Files. I'm nearing the end of season 1. I've never seen it before, and I'm loving it!

7) Currently consuming: Coffee

8) currently craving: idk. I don't have a strong craving for anything right now.

Tagging @aceofstars16 @quiescentdragon @ryeillustrates @accidental-spice @jenniferbrincho (if any of y'all have already done it or already been tagged, my bad--my memory stinks 😅)

[raayllum]

like one of the most interesting facets in S4 is that they make it very clear that while Soren and Callum get along much better now, they’re on the same side, can rely on each other, they’re friends, etc... they’re not emotionally close by any means and 4x01 makes this plain, because Callum doesn’t trust that Soren will tell him important information without intimidation, and even when Callum is worried about it, he treats it more like an interrogation than confiding in someone. And this is not for lack of trying on Soren’s part! He tries to smooth it over, he tries to help Callum and Rayla in 4x05 and is even protective ( “Look when you left, it hurt him bad. Real bad. He was miserable”). Soren is wholly devoted and does everything he can to protect Ezran as well (and the way through to Callum has always been his brother). It just doesn’t work, because Callum is emotionally closed off / unavailable in ways he wasn’t before Rayla left (hence affecting him in some ways, in terms of his personality, more than even something like Harrow’s death) not only about her, but even in how little he wants to open up to anyone about Aaravos

[rain-day-today]

Heres the fic. i went ahead and wrote the second chapter. The third/ last chapter should be out tmr hopefully.

Warning the pacing might be funky, its not beta read

And

i write on phone so the punctuation and spacing might be weird sometimes.

Edit: lied again 3rds out 4th comes out tmr

[phddyke]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Owl House (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Darius Deamonne & Raine Whispers, Darius Deamonne & Eberwolf Characters: Darius Deamonne, Raine Whispers, Eberwolf (The Owl House) Additional Tags: darius and raine are besties again, while darius and eber have more of a sibling relationship, yes there is a difference, some raeda but it is definitely not the main focus, also some of darius's dynamic with the pgg, which you can read however, but once again it is not the main focus, so not in the main pairing tags, She/Her pronouns for Eberwolf (The Owl House), no beta we die like men, some past aladarius too, brief mentions of murder-suicide attempt, but its literally what happened in eda's requiem, Episode: s02e07 Eda's Requiem (The Owl House), Episode: s02e15 Them's the Breaks Kid (The Owl House), Talking through betrayal, Angst, Angst and Feels, Angst with a Happy Ending, or at least a potentially optimistic one, the tone is better Summary:

"I told you, I'm not putting her in danger again. We'll figure something else out."

Just some speculation on conversations Raine and Darius had prior to the Rebellion and entering the Emperor's mind.

[kharonion]

🚓🎤🥢for both boys respectively? :3

core meme-ories | oc list [note: these are for the Cyberpunk 2077 blorbos]

🚓- River Ward

• VIKT — They meet each other after Vikt's retired from mercenary work, which at least means not having Johnny there hounding about "working with a cop". Helping River find Randy comes as just another gig—albeit one of the most fucked up he's done. Dinner with the family afterward is entirely different. It's the first time Vikt has any real interaction with children, which goes much better than he expects.

"Hey, V?" "Yeah?" "Did you let us win?" "Nope. You two are just that good."

River is also one of the very few who can get Vikt to let loose a little bit; them getting wasted up on the water tower and laughing about dumbass constellations they think exist is some of the most fun Vikt has (aside from the next morning, anyway).

• SÖREN — So, these two go back a bit. Ever the trouble making misfit, Sören got snagged by the badges so many times... and sometimes, that badge was River—who would grow tired of being called to Heywood for "a red-eyed hoodlum". Though eventually, the calls stopped, and it would be a handful of years before they meet again.

"Wait... Nightowl?" "Y'never did like calling me by my actual name." "Ah. You're the same as ever, punk." "Ditto that, snoopy."

They hang out a lot together after that. Which neither really expect. After all, what could a lawbreaker and a lawman possibly have in common... right? But, they end up growing close, realizing their paths are strikingly similar... and here, they cross yet again. Eventually, Sören convinces River to leave with him and the Aldecaldos. Leave Night City behind, hunt for something better and brighter—so long as they do it together.

🎤- Kerry Eurodyne

• VIKT — The first Vikt hears and sees Kerry proper (not counting the memories of Johnny he relives during the brain wreck caused by being dead) is laid out on a fancy sofa with a throbbing migraine, an expensive blanket draped over him, and the bright blue eyes of a rockerboy looking down at him with worry.

"Hey, hey, you okay?" "... No..." "That's alright. Just stay tight for a bit. Rest. Don't worry about a thing." "I— Thank you..." "You're... you're welcome. Now, quit stalling. Sleep."

From there, the two are unknowingly latched at the hip. Vikt helps with Kerry's problems, and Kerry provides the privacy of the villa when Vikt needs time out of the city. It's inevitable that their bond blossoms into more. The night on the rooftop of Dark Matter seals the deal, and their excursion on the yacht tells them it is the right call.

• SÖREN — The most interaction Sören has had with Kerry is going to one of his shows with River. They splurged, got the VIP treatment and everything. Met the legend face-to-face—a dream Sören's had for years.

"Holy shit, are you the Kerry Eurodyne? Really?!" "One and only." "Here, I have a gift for ya!" "Fuck, is that... where did you find police-grade 'nades?" "A man never tells. Now, I'm gonna hug you. Okay? Okay."

Needless to say, River is more than unimpressed.

🥢- Jackie Welles

• VIKT — Throughout his grueling years in Arasaka, Vikt ran things solo; at least, until a particular task fell into his lap. Putting a hit on an entire cartel that threatened Arasaka's infrastructure. It was too big of a job for one man, so Vikt took a risk to hire the help of another: the Valentinos. Specifically, a small group led by Jackie.

And, of course, there had to be a hitch. It ended up being a trap. Vikt had to defend himself, murder one of the most prolific cartels of Mexico—and unfortunately, most of the Valentinos alongside him didn't take kindly to that.

All who were left standing in the end were Vikt... and Jackie.

"So? Going to make this quick?" "Nah. There's... been too much death." "What's one more, hm?" "Listen. I don't want this... and neither do you. Consider me... an amigo, and none of this shit will see the light of day." "And why would you offer that?" "Call me inocente if you want. Just... got a feelin' I want you by my side." "Might be a mistake." "Might be."

From then on, Jackie is Vikt's one and only trusted confidant, and he ended up being the pillar that keeps Vikt standing after his life crumbles down to nothing.

• SÖREN — Sören was adopted into the Valentinos as a toddler, rescued from the gutters by Padre. He immediately latched onto Jackie as an older brother figure, and they were an inseparable duo of chaos. Jobs for the gang were a joint effort... except when Jackie was hired to help with the heist of a lifetime.

"Búho?" "What?" "I know you're upset, but... I need to know you'll be here when I get back." "I... I always will be, Jack. I ain't going anywhere. You're my family." "I love ya, hermano." "Don't say that like you won't return, you fuck..." "Oh, come on, don't—" "I love you, too."

It goes without saying that Sören is devastated seeing Jackie's body in the Delamain car. Like his heart has been ripped from his chest. And all he can still think about when he thinks of the man he calls his brother is that fateful day.

[artsy-dreamer]

With the Notp thing: I’m gonna take a wild guess and say it was BakuDeku?

Nah, a different ship that I've mentioned before 😅

[blasphemousclaw]

thank you for being so normal about the hornsent 🙏 Thank you cause jesus christ. anyways for the ask ermm The hornsent npc melina or messmer

you’re welcome I just got so attached to the hornsent while playing the dlc! after watching Belurat burn in the story trailer, going into the ruined city in the game and seeing all the graves and mourning spirits really affected me, and I’m honestly shocked that such a huge portion of the fanbase didn’t feel the same way. also they are literally so cool like look at their art and architecture. their armor sets. their divine beast dancing lion. if people can’t enjoy that because they’re “evil” well I have great news. they are not real

anyway here’s capital H Hornsent my best friend Hornsent

• favorite thing about them

how his quest ends with him attacking us no matter what we do. I know I know! it’s so frustrating that we can’t convince him we’re on his side! but the fact that he tries so hard to push us away just makes me love him more! he refuses our second offering of scorpion stew because he isn’t here to make friends, he’s here to win he’s given his life for his revenge... his line “I wish not to friendship kindle” drives me crazy because we have this moment of human connection with him, which he acknowledges, but he can’t let himself lose sight of his purpose! admit it Hornsent. you like me

also his character design and voice acting are fantastic

• least favorite thing about them

I already like how his character is handled but I think it would be even stronger if he or someone else dropped a few more details about life in Belurat before the crusade. he enacts his revenge not just in the name of his murdered family but his entire culture, and it would be nice to learn a few more hornsent cultural details through him!

• favorite line

“What’s this? Do you think me in need of alms? Ah… but this dish. Tis fare o’ the tower. I remember fondly this kin-clad scent. …Brings back memories I’d all but forgot. This, by my troth, is but a dismal copy. Indeed, I think it rather plain to see… things once broken can never be the same.”

I love the scorpion stew interaction so much! “things once broken can never be the same” hits so hard after exploring Belurat and seeing the city’s destruction, and pairing this dialogue with the scorpion stew description is even more tragic: “Traditional meal of the hornsent. Once made with love by a certain elderly woman for the family table.”

• brOTP ОТР whatever this is

Hornsent and Tarnished. what if I could fix him

• nОТР

I don’t think about this at all

• random headcanon

the marks on his face are burn scars from the fires… I think he had hair but it mostly burned off. maybe I’ll draw what I think his face looked like without the limitations of the npc character model sometime

• unpopular opinion

I don’t think he was a greater potentate! I think it’s strongly implied that he lived in Belurat before the crusade, not Bonny Village. I think he sought out the potentates’ caterpillar mask because it’s used to enhance focus and banish feelings of doubt in one’s purpose, which makes perfect sense for his revenge quest

• song i associate with them

once again please leave any suggestions in the replies/tags!!

• favorite picture of them

not to boost my own content but this was hysterical

[hythlodaeus-mynewoldfriend]

Spotify ask number 63

Where does your body go when I leave you alone? Would your heart know if I met you in a brand new set of bones? 'Cause you may see me in different bodies Hiding below with the same soul I could have walked by you a thousand times Different places, different lives

-"Same Soul" by PVRIS

Thank you for sending this in! I had this song last year funny enough for the gpose prompts so similar take but with a slightly different interpretation this year! Have my Azems and their various shards! Complete pictures and info below the cut (spoilers for ShB, EW, Panda raids, Post-EW patches, and FFXVI)

Deimos and Phobos

The originals, the start of it all! During the Final Days in looking for a solution that would prevent more death and sacrifice Deimos became overwhelmed and devised a bit of a crazy plan he wasn't even sure would work. Deimos growing up had heterochromia, knowing it was one of his eyes having just slightly different DNA he took a page out of his old mentor Lahabrea's book and tried to see if he too could split himself in two. The difference in being able to keep a full soul and full power laid in Deimos making the basis on that small piece of different DNA, and so was Phobos brought into fruition!

note: characters on the left/listed first are shards of Deimos and those on the right/listed second are shards of Phobos

Demos Reyes and Siberite Akagane (The Source)

The WoLs and the ones to avert the Final Days, the promised kept to one Emet-Selch made thousands of year earlier. The two couldn't get a long at first but over time and through many trials they found common ground and supported one another and developed a kinship that goes beyond friendship. With the Final Days averted the two are living out a version of what their past selves would have done, with Demos settling down and leading a more quiet life, with the occasional adventure, and with Siberite exploring the world with all it has to offer and helping those met along the way with no sign of stopping.

Unnamed Archeologist and Ardbert (The First)

"There was a man. A researcher who pored over these pieces. He offered us work when we needed it. Slaying beasts, delivering provisions... A funny old bugger, he was, but he had a good heart. He believed this first painting dated back to a time of myth and legends. A tribute to the heroes of a long-forgotten era. The story went that it was rediscovered by an explorer from Ronka, who was so struck by its majesty that a second painting was commissioned, commemorating the heroes of their day. "One day, you will all be here too," he said. "Heroes immortalized forever. Maybe I'll paint you myself!" I had a good laugh at that. We were only trying to make our way, after all. Being heroes couldn't have been further from our minds. But it seems...he actually went and did it. Before or after the Flood, I wonder...Do you suppose your deeds will warrant an addition to this collection? Or some other kind of monument?" -Ardbert, Shadowbringers

What can I say he explains all you need to know.

Golbez and Durante (The Thirteenth)

Two friends trying to save their world from impending darkness, were unsuccessful in their endeavor resulting in one having to kill the other. With his best friend dead and the world still falling apart Durante took up Golbez's armor and name in the hopes of being able to eventually free his home from the cycle of darkness that befell the land. His methods would prove destructive and nearly be the end of him, had he not been reminded of the friendship that he once had. This pair shows just what can happen when one loses the other after having met and forged a bond, their souls don't like be parted in that way and will lash out in line with who they are in that life.

Clive Rosfield and Midadol "Mid" Telamon (Valisthea)

Both souls on their first lives in their world Clive and Mid met for the first time not long after her father's death and since then she's been whirlwind of a friend to Clive. A prodigy engineer Mid created The Enterprise to initially be a last resort for escaping the Blight, but seeing all that Clive had done so far to stop that from happening put him in charge of the vessel and did everything in her power to help him save their world. While neither know that they share the same soul Clive can't help but be reminded of Siberite, the au ra he met while on a different world, when Mid is teasing him or speaking from the heart, while Mid always felt an instant connection to and faith in the man that made it feel like they had been friends since children and not just the five years. There is only two people that know of them having the same soul in this world and that is Barnabas and Ultima, the two using it to their advantage to get Clive to Kanver.

[rachelsfav-queer]

More Pippa and Wednesday BroTP please?

Hell fucking yeah! Ask and you shall receive!

Serial Killer: *spits* You stupid bitches! I’ll gut both of you and once I’m done with you, I’ll cut apart your pretty little girlfriends.

Wednesday: It’s almost impressive how foolish you have to be to think that would actually be threatening.

Pippa: Seriously. I’m much more scared by the potential diseases I’ll contract from your spit. Gross. Besides, threatening us was quite a stupid move. Threatening our girlfriends, that’s even more stupid.

Wednesday: Quite so, though I must admit, my heart does sing at the potential. It’s been quite sometime since I’ve last seen mi loba temible tear apart an unwitting prey. (My fearsome wolf)

Wednesday: I’m sure she’d love the hunt, though I predict it won’t be all that challenging, considering this pathetic whelp.

Pippa: *chuckles* So unfortunate, you just can’t find good game these days. Oh well, perhaps the next serial killer will actually put up a fight. I’ll call Cara to buy some popcorn, I’ve always wanted to see how a werewolf hunts.

Wednesday: *smirks* I’ll tell Enid the good news. She’ll be very excited to show off her terrifying skills.

End <3

(Sorry this took a while lol. Writers block is a bitch, that plus executive dysfunction had me frozen for a bit lol. Hope y’all enjoyed this! Wednesday and Pippa make a hell of a duo, I can only hope I’m doing them justice lol)

[asnowfern]

(Probably) How not to teach someone how to fly

A/N: It’s @cassianappreciationweek !!!💕💕💕 I’m gonna try my best to post a drabble each day and this is a little baby Cazriel brotp to kickstart day 1: Flight! I hope you enjoy!

“You’re so terrible at this, it’s embarrassing.”

Azriel bit back a groan. He used his battered palms to push himself off the ground and brushed off the pine needles that had lodged themselves in multiple spans of exposed flesh. Not deigning to look up from the sandy grounds, he flipped off his camp-mate, “Fuck off”

Cassian gave a noncommittal shrug. “I could. It’s not like you can chase after me with that pathetic movement you call flying.”

The taunt wasn’t particularly searing. In fact, it was comparatively mild compared to what the other bastard or anyone else in the war-camp had once said to him. But after leaving multiple Azriel-shaped dents in the terrain over the past hour, he had just about had it.

His fist shot out by instinct. Azriel might not have the so-called natural Illyrian call for the air but the thrumming call for blood in his veins was undeniable and unquenchable.

The hit went unblocked, striking Cassian in the cheeks, who did nothing more than wear a vicious white smile. Azriel barely shook his shoulders out before Cassian retaliated, arms swinging, wings spread.

The duo rode on training-honed reflexes. Strike and dodge. Tackle and lock. Swerve and grapple. There was no finesse in the way the two males entangled in a brawl, swinging punches until one was pinned down to the ground in a chokehold.

Azriel barely resisted the urge to spit in Cassian’s face, the other sporting a victorious grin despite the blooming purple eye and split lip. He huffed instead, sending a blood streaked spit to the side. If it just very narrowly missed Cassian’s face then that was too bad.

Cassian released his limbs, letting him collapse into the ground while he himself leaned back to stand upright on his knees.

“Feeling better?” He asked with a smirk, stretching out a hand to him.

Azriel grunted as he accepted the hand.

“Good.” Cassian nodded before sliding a broad arm around his shoulders to hoist him up, another arm supporting the back of his knees into a ridiculous bridal hold.

Azriel sputtered. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Cassian barked a laugh and shot up into the star-flecked sky. The icy whip on their faces was somehow a relief from the blows each of them took just minutes before.

“You’ve been thinking too much,” Cassian commented as he glided through the sky, his voice as smooth as the flight. It was comforting, soothing. “Every muscle in your body is made for this. There’s no need to try steering or balancing with your arms. Those are irrelevant.”

They circled over the trees, climbing higher with each loop. The scream of the wind quieting down to a whisper, a lover’s caress. Eventually, the muscles in Cassian’s back tightened and he halted in midair. His wings outstretched, catching the airflow with the most minute of movements, the span of rust and ebony so wholly a part of him.

“You’ve just got to remember. You are Illyrian, no matter how much you like to forget sometimes. And we do not obey the wind, it obeys us.” With a last parting smirk, Cassian released Azriel.

He cursed the wavy hair idiot throughout his entire descent. Even more so when his wings caught him, the muscles in his back and wings finally working in tandem.

It didn’t last long and still resulted in another, albeit lighter, Azriel-shaped dent. The motion was still too much a stranger to him. But for the first time ever, Azriel thought that perhaps flying wasn’t all bad.

[average-mako-enjoyer]

I need your Kaidan opinions for the fave character game. Pwease. 😻

From the character ask game.

Oh God, I will have to change my pants by the time I'm done.

Favorite thing about them

Everything??? He's such a complex dude, and all of his complexity is shown so subtly in a way that also reflects him as a character. I love it.

But most of all, his emotional maturity, his intelligence, his self-esteem, and honestly, how incredibly badass he is.

He doesn't use Shepard as a therapist, as a fixer for his problems, as a pillar of strength to lean on. Instead, he always comes into this relationship (platonic or romantic) as an equal, and it's so refreshing to see.

Every other squadmate needs something from Shepard, and with Kaidan it's the other way around. It's Shepard who needs Kaidan, a person who will remind them that what military propaganda usually pushes as "the hardest choices a soldier can make" are actually the laziest choices.

Kaidan knows that killing is easy. Destroying is easy. But showing restraint, showing compassion, trusting someone, doing the right thing, that's hard.

Also, Kaidan is literally the only squadmate who consistently tells Shepard that they can step aside, that they don't have to do everything alone, that they have their team for a reason, and oh god, thank you Kaidan, thank you, thank you, thank you.

Least favorite thing about them

My god, he's stubborn.

And yes, Shepard needs someone like that in their close circle, but oh Kaidan, my man, my dude, my wonderful human being, you have to learn to relax, to let things go sometimes.

I think the main thing about him is that he's actually so passionate, he feels deeply, and friendship and love are so important to him, but he has trust issues, and he has standards, and he's very intelligent, and all of that runs over this deep well of emotions that he carries around.

He wants to love with abandon, but he can't. He wants to do the right thing all the time, but it's impossible. He has to learn how to compromise, how to live in the gray area.

Honestly, there are so many parallels between his and you-know-who's ark, no wonder all his fans feel so strongly about Kaidan.

Favorite line

So, so many.

"I think we're gonna need a bigger boot, Commander."

"I could shoot someone if it would make you feel better."

"Mike Hazer? Hazer the Laser? Almost didn't recognize you. ... You owe me money."

"Looking back, I have a few regrets, but not many. That's pretty damn amazing, right? Messed up kid that I was, never would have dreamed of the life I've had."

"You'll never find out."

I love his sarcastic ass. And I love all the glimpses into that deep well that is his heart. He's so good.

brOTP

Joker! Oh my God, that first dialog between them is fucking amazing. I feel like Joker is one of Kaidan's main sources of gossip (something Kaidan is interested in both professionally and recreationally), and Joker finds Kaidan's dry wit incredibly funny. They get along just fine because they enjoy teasing each other for sport, but other people probably misinterpret this as dislike. Same with him and Ash.

Also, Tali! Two nerds just talking about tech, weapon mods, all that good stuff. And he's obviously very sweet and protective of her. I really have to read about those two.

If we're talking about ME2 squadmates, his choice would obviously be Samara. I think he would've been fascinated by her story, her abilities, her lifestyle and would've hung out with her a lot. They're just very similar people in my mind, and for Kaidan, it would have been an excellent insight into the extremes of the morality he tends to lean towards.

In ME3, he probably hangs out a lot with James and Steve because he likes Steve and he can tolerate James most of the time. XD I think Kaidan and Steve have a lot in common. There's this careful quietness about them. They're both observers, they're both cautious and reserved. And I think Kaidan can see that there's kindness at the core of Steve's soul, and that's important to him.

And finally, mShenko, because whether they end up as a couple or not, they're friends first and foremost. Their romance is purely friends to lovers. Not mentor/mentee+friends to lovers, but friends to lovers. They're open and honest with each other, they care about each other deeply, they know how to tease each other without hurting anyone's feelings. They're equals.

OTP

mShenko. Oh god, it's so good. The slow burn, the maturity of it, how they don't hide behind unnecessary labels and the promises that would probably never be fulfilled. They're just there for each other despite everything, despite their time running out, and it's perfect.

Bonus points for being so obviously horny for each other.

nOTP

Kaidan/Ashley. I just think they work a lot better as friends.

Random headcanon

Kaidan doesn't really like to talk about his childhood, not because it was bad, but because he had a "rich kid's childhood", and things that were common for him throughout his life are actually quite unique and only come when you have a lot of money.

How can you casually mention your annual vacation aboard your family yacht in the company of an Earthborn orphan, a turian from Palaven, and a quarian who spent most of her life on a starship?

Also, both mShep and Kaidan enjoy being knocked around a little from time to time. So they do sparring sessions together, and this shit is _intense_.

Unpopular opinion

He does casual hookups while on shore leave like any other normal Marine. He finds a girl or a guy, fucks nasty, blows off steam, and returns to his duties.

Song i associate with them

Garbage - Control

Favorite picture of them

This one.

Thank you for this ask! I always love to talk about my man Kaidan.

[margoshamangolord]

HEADCANON TIME WOOOHOOOO YEEEAAHHH

TFA BEACHCOMBER IN TEAM PRIME;; SFW, PLATONIC/BROTP HCS!!!

How he'd get there???

Very easy. He's definitely a job hopper, and having a geology education would definitely be valued in the spacebridge repair scene. He'd be positive and excited about trying it out — travelling, finding new stuff and getting away from the noisy autobot scientist department for a while. What he expected was a fun little mission and a sweet experience. What he got was way different.

What he didn't expect was bumping into the Decepticons, trying to save the allspark and crashing into an organic planet.

Yeah, that kinda sucks. But, hey, new opportunities, new environment, new colors, sounds, smells and tastes. Look at things from a good angle and they're gonna be good.

So let's start with the bots!!!

OPTIMUS PRIME;;

Optimus was pretty much respectful when he met him. He didn't have anything against him, that's just some guy who has good job experience and who would be valuable, even if he's a little sleepy sometimes, so why not? He didn't grow close to him immediately, just like the rest of the team didn't grow close together immediately, until The Accident.

Beachcomber is aware that a Prime wouldn't be operating a space bridge repair crew under normal circumstances, but he doesn't ask questions about it. He too respects Optimus, and there's just some feel of quiet understanding between them. "If you ever feel bad or need to talk or something, you can come to me if you need it." They rarely do. But from a stricter boss-worker relationship they definitely grew into casual family-like friends who can grab each other some soda on the way home or replace one another at a night shift.

RATCHET;;

Beachcomber was Ratchet's nightmare at first, at least because of his hygienic habits and attitude towards parasites. He really wanted to kick him out at first ("look, i get it, he's a good geologist and all that, but if the whole crew gets cyberfleas or cassette-tapeworms, I'll never forgive myself"), but Optimus insisted he comes with them. Under the conditions that he maintains a strong shower schedule.

Ratchet wasn't fond of him, but he didn't, like, hate him. He would click his tongue and send him glances and mumble curses if he forgot to do an exercise or take a nanite, but that's just Ratchet. Even if he's not the healthiest bot, he'd have to admit that he's a bearable patient, unlike some. He's understanding, calm and compliant. Nodding politely and muttering "sure, doc". Trying to take care of himself at least to not upset the medic guy, isn't he? Now that's some delight in his life.

Eventually, he forms a spot in his spark for him, like for every other member of the team. He may still raise his voice if he doesn't shower or drag a swarm of ants to the base, but that's just Ratchet, he just cares for everyone. And he cares for Beachcomber no less than others.

And BC cares about Ratchet too. He'd frown if he caught snickers about the grumpy doctor. "Yeah, he needs to chill, but he has a good spark, guys. He's been through a lot, imagine yourself in his place. Be nicer, yeah?" And even if Ratchet rarely trusts anyone enough to talk about himself, there's just an air of calm and warmth when he's alone with Beachcomber.

And also it's nice when Beachcomber tries biology research. Even if he's just a beginner, it's always helpful when he could get information about an Earth species that Ratchet wouldn't thought of himself. He's really proud.

BUMBLEBEE;;

They aren't really clicking together as 'soulmates', but they still love hanging out and sharing their time, even if they don't get each other's habits or worldview sometimes. Bumblebee is fast-paced, bright, downright explosive, and Beachcomber is dreamy, laid back and breezy. But they both love enjoying the moment, trying new things, playing video games, snacking at night and forgetting to take their medicine.

Beachcomber would totally block the hallway lying down watching ants carrying a stick. And Bumblebee would totally short out the whole city of the electricity for ten minutes to download a nice racing game. (By the way, Beachcomber loves tycoons, cooking games just like Bumblebee, and cozy stuff like animal crossing and minecraft)

Bumblebee would try racing him, and even though he wins every time, he still finds it fun. Like Beachcomber said, it's about the game, not the victory. Besides, itching your tires once in a while feels good every time eveb if you are a silly little buggy and not a flashy racer.

BULKHEAD;;

Beachcomber adores him!!! He really likes Bulkhead, he thinks he's really sweet and deserves way more than how others treat him. He likes listening to his stories from the farm, he likes listening to his spacebridge research or favourite books, he likes rambling about his lovely gems and germs back, he likes just sitting on the couch and watching a movie with his friend. Every time they hang out, half the things the base hears are weird intelligent speech and the other half is "epic", "gnarly", "sick" and "cool".

And you know that Beachcomber loves Bulkhead's art. He likes painting with him sometimes. He loves discussing their pieces, making compliments and finding out new things about art. He really enjoys this hobby, and it's even more fun to do together! Love and peace on planet Earth!!!

PROWL;;

They're *besties*. Of course they didn't click immediately, with Prowl being so closed up, even though Beachcomber was pretty much friendly and understanding, but they grew so warm towards each other.

The biggest factor would be fascination with nature and its children. They definitely went out camping more than once together. They definitely go to the forest and just Look at the Species and think they are Very Nice. That's something they agree on so well. They have ten pet kittens and the squirrels call them by their names.

Their worldviews are definitely affecting one another. Both did not want to fight, so there are many points of agreement.

Prowl certainly is fond of Beachcomber being patient and pacifistic. Even if he's unfocused, he appreciates the beauty of life on a deep level. Even though he feels like he should remind his friend that not all problems could be resolved through a cube of energon and a nice talk, and that he needs to fight sometimes to protect the beauty of life from those who threaten it.

Beachcomber loves the wisdoms Prowl passes to him. Everything about focusing, protecting, preserving, discovering and learning. Taking action and loving the world around him. They definitely agree on lots of stuff and learn more.

HUMANS;;

Sari thinks he's a chill lil guy and is happy to show him silly human stuff like shows and snacks and books and toys. Optimus didn't expect him to be good around children at first, but he turned out to be a decent uncle-like figure, not super responsible, but always up to buy her an ice cream or make a shenanigan on Halloween.

Oh, and he LOVES earth culture. He loves a nice book or a good movie, he thinks that humans are incredibly whimsy creatures. One of the things he's particularly In love with is clothes, he loves colorful cheap styles and he would wear a scarf in winter even if he doesn't need one.

Sometimes he would get in trouble with Fanzone for little things like speed limits or walking on lawns, but he learns how to properly move in Detroit to be careful.

One thing he also loves about Earth is the beaches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He'd really enjoy going on a vacation solo or with Bee, Bulk and Prowl. He'd love to go for a swim to look at the fishies and corals and stuff!

Conclusion: the beachcomb :)